Sixteen Tons
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Robert DeCormier Singers - RDS916SD , RSS975
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood skin and bones
A mind that's a weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me ´cause I can't go
O owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I took my shovel went to the mine
And loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said:" Well, bless your soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me ´cause I can't go
O owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin´in the drizzling rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
If you see me coming you better step aside
A lotta men didn't and a lotta men died
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me ´cause I can't go
O owe my soul to the company store
